How can one become an immortal if he is so lazy? Chapter 97 Even if I am nailed in the coffin, I will say: I never agree with the separation of the two of them!
Chapter 97 Even if I am nailed in the coffin, I will say: I never agree with the separation of the two of them!
"Ha, look, look, look."
Hong Xiaochen was happy: "I think my daughter shouldn't, don't you miss your son too?"
"So does Xiaoyang."
Qing Yiyi sighed: "I've been out for so long, and I don't know whether to send a letter home to say that I'm safe, or whether anything went wrong.
And the letter I asked him to send to my father, I don’t know if he has delivered it."
"My Xiaoli writes letters often. I wrote a letter not long ago saying that I have a very good relationship with my fellow juniors and juniors."
Lan Yuying smiled softly: "But I always feel that this child has something hidden in her heart, but she just doesn't want to tell her parents."
"Which of these two children has the temperament to report good things but not bad things?"
Hong Xiaochen waved his hand: "When the child is older, it's time to let go. Well, other people's children no longer depend on their parents at this age, but they always don't let us worry."
"Yes, the child is getting older!"
Hei Muguang sighed: "We are getting old, and we don't know when we will no longer be with them..."
"Bah, bah, bah!"
Qing Yiyi quickly slapped Hei Muguang's mouth: "If you don't know how to say auspicious words, you don't have to say them. I'm so happy that you say such depressing words!"
"Yes, yes, it's my fault."
Hei Muguang apologized quickly and changed the subject: "Speaking of which, the two children will be seventeen after their birthdays this year, right."
"Yes, seventeen years!"
Qing Yiyi sighed: "I don't know how many more years it will take before I can see him get married and start a family."
"Let's wait until we are around twenty years old."
Lan Yuying smiled softly with eyes: "When the children grow up in two or three years, let's arrange their marriage.
Ah, when I think about it, I still feel a little reluctant to let go. In just two steps, my little dumpling became a big girl, and in the blink of an eye, she reached the age of getting married.
Well, my daughter will become a mother in the future, and I don’t know how many children they plan to have. Then we will discuss helping to take care of the children..."
"Eh, I'm thinking a little too far."
Hong Xiaochen waved her hand and interrupted: "We haven't even gotten married yet. Why are you so anxious? You want to be a grandma so soon? I'm not that old yet!"
"Oh, you just don't want your daughter to get married, can't I see it?"
Lan Yuying snorted softly: "Then you took me away under my father's nose back then, and now it's your turn, don't you want to?
I was not from Wuse City back then, so I came all the way to your house without saying anything.
Xiaoyang’s family is so close to ours, so when the time comes, we will buy a property for them, well, wouldn’t that be great!”
"Hey, do you think my children are willing to accompany us old guys here?"
Hong Xiaochen rolled his eyes at Lan Yuying: "If they get married, what if they move to the royal capital or Five Elements City?"
"What should I do? I can see it. Hong Xiaochen, you just don't want to see your children well. You have to lock them up with you to be satisfied."
"Don't talk nonsense, why do you mean I don't want to see my child well? I just care..."
Hong Xiaochen frowned, turned to look at the Hei family couple who were suddenly silent, and asked doubtfully: "Muguang, what do you say?"
"Our words..."
Hei Muguang and Qing Yiyi looked at each other and sighed: "Think about it, Xiaoli's child is now a disciple of the Immortal Sect, and my Xiaoyang still has no formal appearance all day long. We are just afraid...
I'm just afraid that the two of them will drift apart. When the time comes, Xiaoli will live in the Nine Heavens for a long time, but Xiaoyang will not follow our old path and wallow in this earthly world for a short hundred years..."
"What are you talking about?"
Lan Yuying frowned and interrupted: "Do you still want to regret it?"
"No, we..."
Hei Muguang paused for a moment, turned away, and whispered: "I just don't want to delay my girl. Rather than causing unpleasantness then, it's better to talk about it now..."
"Hei Muguang! Don't stay here and tell me these nonsense!"
Hong Xiaochen wrinkled his brows, and showed off his big brother attitude again: "I'm telling you, you can't regret it even if you want to!
I know no less than you about what kind of child Xiaoyang is. Do you think he is just messing around, has no sense of responsibility, and cannot become a talented person?
Let me tell you, that’s not the case! That child is just born with no interest in most things. That’s because he doesn’t want to do it, not that he can’t do it!”
"I know it too, but..."
"Don't be such a shameful black man like me. Raise your head and look into my eyes!"
Hong Xiaochen's eyes were filled with anger: "You know, we have raised Xiaoli so big that we can tell at a glance whether she likes someone or not!
I can see how happy and comfortable Xiaoli is when she is with Xiaoyang, and no one else can make her show that kind of expression!
Do you know what Xiaoli looked like before she was five years old? Do you know how surprised we were when Xiaoli came back with a smile that day?
Although the two children's personalities have undergone some strange changes that we did not expect since then, I dare say that they are the most suitable!
It’s not easy for my daughter to find someone she really likes. I’ve worked hard to make them happen, but now I’m just missing the last step. You told me you regretted it. How can such a thing happen?
Find some ridiculous reasons. Do you not believe that Xiaoyang can take responsibility, or do you doubt that my Xiaoli will change his mind?
Ah, tell me, tell me, don’t you have confidence in our children? From the bottom of your heart, you don’t want them to be well?!”
"Brother Xiaochen, calm down."
Qing Yiyi looked calm and said softly: "You should be very clear about our attitude. You should know that we are the people at this table who want the best for our two children the most in the world.
Mu Guang just raised the possibility that time can change too many things. We are just afraid that even if two children fall in love, they will be tortured by this love. That is not what we want to see.
We will never abandon you, but we will inevitably worry about our children's future.
They clearly say that the road to the future is their own, but they always refuse to let go. This may be a common problem for parents, don’t you think?"
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"I also know that you have good intentions..."
Hong Xiaochen took a deep breath and calmed down: "But you also know what kind of future we are looking forward to. For this future..."
"Okay, okay, I'm getting off topic."
Lan Yuying waved her hand and gave Hong Xiaochen a white look: "What do you expect from me? Do you want to treat the children's lives as a game plan? Then what is the difference between you and those old stubborns? p>
Let me tell you, we parents should stop worrying about this. We applaud and support our children if they want to be together. If they don’t want to be together, we won’t stop them. Can’t we really let them go their own way in the future? I think they have the right to choose their own life. I don’t want my children to complain in the future: It’s all my fault, my originally good life was ruined by your interference.”
"..."
"..."
Hei Muguang: "I won't mention this matter again."
Qing Yiyi: "Yes, it's time for us to let go."
Hong Xiaochen: "I definitely don't agree with the separation of the two of them...Bang!"
Hei Muguang, Qing Yiyi: "..."
"Okay, okay."
Lan Yuying smiled and clapped her hands. She didn't even look at Hong Xiaochen, who was pushed to the table and fell into a coma. She said nonchalantly: "The dishes are cold, eat quickly!"
"Ah this..."
"Yes, yes!"
Beads of sweat broke out on the heads of the Hei family's parents, and they laughed while picking up the vegetables.
"Do you need to call the doctor to see..."
Qing Yiyi moved her lips slightly and whispered to Hei Muguang in a low voice: "I see that Brother Xiaochen seems to have a piece of porcelain plate stuck in his forehead, and the amount of bleeding is a little strange..."
"Don't worry, don't worry."
Hei Muguang quietly held Qing Yiyi's hand under the table: "Brother Hong, he has his own destiny... Bah, I mean he is strong, he will definitely be able to survive this!"
"So you're not sure, right..."
"Look what you said, people are prone to misfortune and good fortune. I'm not the Lord of Hell, so how can I be sure?"
"..."
"I never agree with the separation of the two of them!"
Hong Xiaochen sat up in shock as he was about to die, not caring about the blood flowing from his head: "Never... Bang!"
"Ahaha..."
Lan Yuying wiped the blood on her hands and smiled awkwardly: "It should be really okay now."
Qing Yiyi: "Wow, it's true, brother Xiaochen is really strong!"
Hei Muguang: "Maybe this is father's love..."
Qing Yiyi: "But I saw that the porcelain piece was inserted into the wound again. It was a second trauma..."
Hei Muguang: "..."
Hei Muguang: "I can be sure this time, it's probably impossible to save him!"
Qing Yiyi: "..."
"Eat, eat!"
"Ah, yes, pick up vegetables and pick up dishes! This is delicious, Yiyi, please eat more."